Ooh I love these.

I like to include chicken symbolism in my own poetry. I wrote this one a while back:

Roo For You
For the official record:
were my mind as liberal
with expression
as my heart is
with affection
I would proclaim
my fondness
as a cockerel
greets the sun:
deep chested
full throated
unabashed.

That is to say:
I would crow
my adoration
at such volume
and duration
that the neighbors
would, in frustration,
cite town ordinances
on keeping poultry
to quiet my enthusiasm.